ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵃⁱⁿˢ : ᶠⁱᵍʰᵗⁱⁿᵍ, ᵈʳⁱⁿᵏⁱⁿᵍ, ᵗᵒˣⁱᶜ!ˡᵃᵐⁱⁿᵉ, ˡᵃᵐⁱⁿᵉ ʰᵘʳᵗˢ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ᵖʰʸˢⁱᶜᵃˡˡʸ, ʸᵉˡˡⁱⁿᵍ, ᵍʳᵃᵇᵇⁱⁿᵍ
based off this request here
you and lamine have been on thin ice for days now. a simple argument over you missing one of his games because your bestfriend was going through a breakup turned into days of barley speaking.
lamine thought his point was valid, you should always put your boyfriend first - depending on the situation of course. this game wasnt an extra important game you had to be at but he did score 2 goals he would've loved for you to see in person.
you assured him that you watched it on the tv with your bestfriend, but he kept insisting that wasnt the same and it was like you didnt care.
you were finally sick of fighting after hours of bringing up past mistakes or problems that were barley relavent to futher back up his stupid points.
lamine was still beyong angry at you, for reasons he didnt really know himself. so after he made his last point, he asked for space.
saying that he couldnt deal with your excuses and was sick of you. he slammed the door to your apartment without another thought.
and that was the last time you talked to him for nearly a week.
you hadnt even tried to contact lamine since the fight, not caring weather he texted you or not.
your bestfriend was over, still heartbroken over her breakup, expecting you to also be sad over your fight with lamine.
she came with ice cream to eat and movies to watch.
"how are you dealing with this!" she exclaimed throwing herself on the couch.
you shrugged sitting down next to her. "lamine will come to his senses eventually, he was completely out of line and i'm not going to be the one apologizing first"
"but what if he doesnt apologize" your friend brought up.
youd never really thought of it that way. lamine had always calmed down after fights, generally coming to your door with flowers and promises of a perfect dinner date the next night.
but that hasn't happened yet. this was the longest youd both had gone without talking to eachother.
"he will" you replied, trying to convince yourself more than her.
you both spent most of the night watching movies and eating the ice cream. endless romance movies played on your tv.
your bestfriend cuddled against you while she cried when a particularly romantic scene came on.
most of the movies you speant scrolling through social media, answering dms and getting back to work texts you've neglected all day long.
both of you fell asleep around 2 am, movie still playing in the backround while empty ice cream cups sat on your coffee table.
you woke up hours later to your phone blowing up in your lap. thinking it was an emergency you sat up, scrolling through your notifications until a certain headline caught your eye.
'lamine yamal and fellow barca players spotted at night club in lisbon, portugal'
your eyes widened immediately. lisbon! as in a whole other country!
he'd never mentioned anything about going to portugal. he didnt have family there, no upcoming games in the country, no press in that area for a while.
so what was he doing in lisbon!?
you clicked on the article against your better judgment. the blanket on you suddenly made you feel like you were sitting on the sun. the only light in the room coming from your phone screen.
the article included paparazzi pictures of lamine, pedri, gavi, ferran, blade, and pau all walking into a popular vip nightclub.
your heart stopped. there was no way lamine left the country without telling you, or at least mentioned it beforehand. and both gavi and pau, who were like brothers to you, also didn't mention anything.
"what the fuck" you muttered scrolling through more photos.
you bit your nails, mind going to the worst placed possible.
the fight hadnt been a breakup... or had it.
all lamine said what that he needed space. that wasn't equivalent to breaking up permanently... right?
you opened lamines contact, ready to tell him off until you got another notification.
you were tagged in a video on tiktok, multiple times. hesitantly, you opened the notification and the video you saw made you heart drop to your ass.
it was a minute long clip of lamine, obviously drunk, dancing with another girl - well not dancing, but grinding.
his hands were wrapped around her waist tightly, just like how he always held you. his front side pressed against the girls backside, moving her on him while her hips shaked.
your eyes watered slowly. the comments were even worse than the video itself. half of them were praising lamine for finding someone better and hotter than you. others brought up paparazzi photos from just a week ago of both of you on the beach, saying he was moving on too fast or that he was a cheater.
and you agreed with those comments.
you still couldn't believe the video you were watching, even after seeing it almost a hundred times.
pedri and ferran were visible in the video, watching lamine with werid faces from the bar.
after almost 20 minutes of just mindlessly watching the video on your screen you finally went back to lamines contact.
you texted with pure anger, mixed maybe with a little sadness. the text almost sent itself once you were done.
"going to another country without telling me! how could you be so fucking dumb, i cant belive you thought to do this to me, here i am waiting for you to come to my door like youd usally do with your flowers and pretty little promises just to see a video of you practically fucking a random whore at a night club! cant belive i waited for you, but im done! you see that lamine! done! dont come crying to me when you get back! hope you and that slut live happy together"
you threw your phone across the room and it landed on your other couch. you laid back down, tears subconsciously running down your cheeks when you closed your eyes.
it was at least an hour before you fell asleep again.
when you finally woke up in the morning, your head pounded and eyes felt heavier than normal
your bestfriend was already in the kitchen, fixing up breakfast. once she noticed you awake she rushed to your side.
"did you see it?" she asked, referring to the video of lamine at the club.
you nodded slightly, moving your hair from you face. "i saw" you muttered.
her face crumbled and she laid her head on your lap, "im so sorry"
"theres nothing to be sorry about" you wishpered, "boys will be boys" you spat with disgust.
your phone still sat on the other side of the room, vibrating against the chair.
after a few minutes of sitting in silence you finally stood up, walking towards your phone and collecting it off the couch.
you scrolled once again through your notifications. the one that caught your eye this time was a string of text from gavi and pau.
"y/n we took lamines phone" the first one read
"that video wasn't at all what it seemed like"
"it was the angle, he wasnt even touching her, reconsider please, lamine doesnt know what you said yet but itll kill him" gavi texted
you called gavi immediately.
once that call connected you didnt give gavi a chance to speak. "gavi. give lamine back his phone. now"
you could hear both pau and gavi in the backround. "no y/n you dont understand, if he sees the text he'll die"
"i sure fucking hope so, im not here to argue give lamine back his phone. nothing you say about camera angles or whatever excuse youve made up for him is going to change anything"
pau finally spoke up, "last night was a mistake, this whole trip was. but you cant leave him over a video taken by a fan!"
you took a deep breath, "im done with lamine. put that in fucking writing. i. dont. care."
before letting either of them talk again you hung up the phone.
you walked into the kitchen, grabbing a wine bottle from the pantry and cracking it open. you poured the wine into a glass, taking a long sip of relief.
your phone buzzed on the counter but you completely ignorned it this time. the bottle of wine quickly became your new bestfriend.
as the day progressed the bottles only stacked up. by the time the sun was down your bestfriend had drinked 4 bottles amongst the both of you.
you were both drunk by the time the sun set.
"i- cannot belive- that- men even exist!" you exclaimed, your words slurred. "they just- ruin! everything! all the- time!"
just as you finshed your statement there was a desperate knock at the door.
your bestfriend, who was much less drunk than you, walked over to open the door.
"whoo is itt" she sang with a laughed
her hand turned the knob and the door pushed itself open. "hey!" she screamed, the door blocking her veiw of whoever barged in
you ran to the living room, eyes wide, "lamine" you wishpered
his eyes were puffy and red with shaking hands. "amor" he wishpered.
"what- are you doing here!" you yelled, your drunkness making it hard to keep your cool, "shouldn't you be in lisbon with your entourage?!"
"no listen amor por favor-"
your bestfriend slipped out the door secretly seeing both you and lamine. "no! i don't have to listen to anyhing you want to say!! i told you im done! get out of my apartment!!"
lamines hand curled into a fist, "no!! just hear me out" he yelled, jumping towards you and grabbing your arms tight enough to leave marks.
"ow lamine, your hurting me" you cried trying to wiggle away from his grip.
"you're not listening to me!"
your eyes watered seeing his face and feeling his grip. "let go of me!" you begged
"not until you hear me out! please mi vida"
tears of fear fell down your cheeks. "lamine, it hurts!"
you shook your arms in an attempt to break free but lamines grip was far too strong.
"i made a mistake" he admitted, "don't leave me" lamine cried
your anger took over your fear. "a mistake?! a mistake would be forgetting dinner or not texting me in the morning, not leaving the country without telling me and grinding on random girls at a club!"
lamines eyes turned frustrated. "you're not letting me speak!"
"theres nothing you could say to make me forgive you lamine!"
"no amor, i love you, i love you so much please just let me explain"
"i. hate. you" you spat, your voice dropping an octave.
his hands tighten and anger spiked, "no you dont. stop lying!"
"i. hate. you. so. so. much. ill never ever love you again" you repeated, your eyes watering with tears from the pain.
"stop that!" he screamed.
lamines anger took over and he threw you towards the couch. you landed with a thud and quite scream.
"lamine!!" you cried, "you hurt me"
you grabbed your wrist, massaging it gently while tears fell down your cheek.
"just listen to me" lamine commanded falling to his knees infront of you, eyes glistening.
you moved you knees up to the couch, sitting in the fetal position out of fear. your other hand moved to your necklace, the one lamine gave to you 6 months ago. he got it for you because he knew you liked to figit with your jewelry when you were nervous or scared.
it was your tale tell sign.
lamine noticed it immediately, cursing himself for the way he was acting.
"fuck!" he cursed under his breath moving away from you for just a second. "i didn't mean that, im sorry amor" he apologized quickly putting his hands around your calves.
"you're just not listening baby" he said softly placing a kiss on your shin. "you cant just do what you did" his head leaned against you.
you watched him with wide eyes. of course lamine had gotten angry before, but never ever like this. he was never scary like he was right now.
you were too terrified to even speak.
"what did i do?" you asked quietly, afraid he was going to snap again.
lamine shook his head against you, "try and end it like you did. you cant just send me a text and expect me to be okay with it amor."
"throw away almost 2 years with a text like that. you can't do that"
your body tensed feeling his hands squeeze your legs. you tried fighting back more tears so hard you felt it in your throat.
"im sorry" you apologized, your voice barley hear able.
lamine got angry again, his hands gripped your calves so hard it would for sure leave bruises. "no your not! dont lie to me!"
the tears escaped your eyes. "i-i am"
"you dont even know what happened. you cant be sorry!"
you finched at his words. "d-don't be scared!" he screamed, "stop that!"
you yelped at his sudden scream back. "just listen to me okay?"
you nodded, the tears staining your cheeks.
lamine took a deep breath. "okay so after out fight, i went out with pedri. we had a couple drinks and got to talking. we've always talked about taking a boys trip. me, ferran, pedri, blade, gavi, and cubarsi. and maybe it was the drinks, but we decided to do it that night. we texted the boys, booked the jet and told them to get packing for the next couple days."
your mind faded to other placed while he tried to explain. you imagined your other fights before, tried to rember if he has every gotten like this and maybe you just missed it. but nothing came up.
"the boys agreed, for some reason" he laughed, "and in just a couple hours we were gone. we spent the first night in the hotel, drinking and telling stories. the next day we spent exploring and watching a football match. that night, the night that you saw, we went out to a few clubs, before settling on one. by the time we made it there i was already drunk and out of my mind."
"then we got to dancing and girls surrounded us like we were prey"
well wasn't that just what you wanted to hear..
"and there was this one girl, she reminded of you mi vida, she reminded me so much of you. I was so drunk, I don't even remember what was happening next, just so much screaming, cheering, i felt someone against me and i wasn't in my right mind for any of it."
lamine looked up at you to see your reaction. your fingers were still wrapped around your necklace, face a void of emotion despite the tears still falling from your eyes.
lamine moved to sit next to you, grabbing your hands. "you understand baby? it was a mistake, just a stupid mistake"
you nodded slightly, feeling lamines eyes burn into yours, begging you to look at him.
"tell me you understand, please just tell me you do" lamine begged.
you looked at his face, a small smile faking its way to your lips. "i understand amor" you lied.
lamine let out a sigh, placing a kiss on your hands. "i love you so much"
he laid his head on your shoulder and you moved to stroke his hair.
your smile dropped once his eyes left you.
"i love you too handsome"
lamine smiled, thinking everything was solved.
but you didn't understand, didnt forgive him. yet, you were too scared to say anything.
a/n - idk why this took me so long to write..
